He's No Good - Zayn Malik

Chapter 54: Awkward

Ok so it has now reached over 3.5M reads and I'm seriously getting so emotional thinking about it.. I remember last summer when I discovered Wattpad and I started getting addicted to it hah :P So I was just reading fanfics, whereas I sort of started to want to write my own, but all I was thinking was basically do you people realize how fucking lucky you are to have English as your first language!? 
Anyway I figured I'd just give it a go and started to write, and decided that I could just drop it if it was too difficult for me to write it all in English - but it went alright I guess!
So yeah this December or something the reads just suddenly exploded and I got thousands of new readers and now I've kind of lost track hah! It's so amazing and I love that so many of you vote, cause it makes me really happy cause it shows me it isn't just a waste og time and I really do work hard! - and it's not easy! 
So thank you all so so much!!!
*distributes lollipops*

Also love ur horny comments, keep them cumming and keep'em nastayy (y) 

And omfg the WWA Tour started yesterday I'm so proud :')

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Wednesday I'm sitting next to Jai again in Geography, which makes it pretty obvious to me that he doesn't have any friends in this class, since he hesitantly takes the empty seat next to me, instead of sitting with the other guys who are more or less clustered together in the furthest back of the classroom.


I usually sit with two girls called Patricia and Yasmin or whoever chooses to sit next to me, but Jai is alright too - he's still very talkative.


The 90 minutes go by slowly, but  the class reaches its end, we are told to finish the project, about wind and weather, that we have worked on during the class, at home, and hand it in next time where we are given 15 minutes to get all the details in order. 


 - "Could we just like.. divide the tasks between us and put them together next time?" I ask since Jai and I started on it together, and to be honest I don't feel like meeting up with him after school to do it, and it's easier this way.


- "Sure," 
He glances at the clock, squinting his eyes. "Can I text you so we can sort it out, I'm kind of in a hurry?" he gives me an apologetic look, and I nod. 


- "Yea sure," I asy and he hands me his phone and I quickly type in my number and hand it back to him, whereas he mutters a quick "cool" and throws his school bag over his shoulder, and hurries out the door his head ducked, eyes fixed on his phone.


My phone buzzes two seconds later and a text lights up my lock screen with the simple words:
 - Jai Davis


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Zayn's POV


After school I meet up with Zoe by her locker and bring her home to my flat. We almost haven't seen each other since Sunday where I sneaked out before her parents came home from their trip to London again - only  the few times we have seen each other in the hallways at school and in art. 


We put our bags in my room and sit down in my bed, knowing that we could just as well have gone and chilled in the living room instead as I live alone now, but I haven't quite gotten used to all this space yet. My room seems more comfy and like home, and it's definitely where I spend most of the day.


Even though it can be sort of lonely here and I really miss my mum's cooking, I love the privacy here and the fact that I can do whatever I want whenever I want.


I can listen to music in the middle of the night without having to worry about waking up my brother, I can walk around naked, I don't have to smoke out the window because my mum doesn't want me to smoke in the house, and I can slip my hand down my pants without having my brother walking in or banging on my door every fucking minute.


I pull out my laptop, knowing that I will have to study for a history test for tomorrow, but I might just read it over quick since I suck at taking notes and it's a waste of my time.
Maybe I might just do it later.


- "By the way your brother came over to play with Lucas yesterday," Zoe says, lying down on her side next to me with her head propped up on her elbow, as I lie with my neck and the back of my head resting on a pillow up against the headboard of the bed. 


- "Jawaad?" I avert my eyes from my laptop screen and put it next to me on the bed instead of in my lap. 


She nods.
- "He asked about you," she grins.


- "Yea?" 


- "Well I think he misses you," she says, a teasing glint in her eyes.
Well I saw him Friday...


I frown, since I don't really know what to say, causing her to cock an eyebrow and give me another teasing look which I can't help but find strangely arousing.